Roe! Song Shop Sampler

by Roe!

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A sampling of Song Shop songs I've written thus far

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released 27 April 2013

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tags: acoustic acoustic emo folk punk indie lyricist roe lyricist roe song shop roe! roe! song shop singer-songwriter song shop songwriter Nutley

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Roe! is a young & passionate singer-songwriter & folk punk artist from Nutley, NJ.
She is a unique musician, transforming her real life experiences into heartfelt songs with poetic lyrics, honest vocals, & powerful chord progressions. Her catchy melodies & harmonies are enjoyed by all.
If you're a fan of Into It. Over It., Tegan and Sara, or Ace Enders you will LOVE the musical stylings of Roe! ... more

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Track Name: The "B" Word
A little birdie told me
mommy's got a baby in her belly.
Elliot, don't you know what that means?
You're gonna be a big brother.
Grow up with a best friend, take care of each other.
You'll never find another quite like this.

And you'll teach him how to walk and talk,
how to laugh out loud and draw with chalk,
to color, count, and spell and read.
Talk to him when he's feeling down. And if he cries hold him when he scrapes his knee.

Your brother or sister is patiently waiting.
A few more months and you'll be holding that baby
singing a lullaby with a soft kiss on the cheek.
Cuz Elliot, that baby needs caring to go with the smile he'll soon be wearing
when you'll be shooting hoops and playing tag on the playground.

And you'll tell him how to be cool,
share your favorite songs and sing them too,
how to raise your hand, do well in school.
Teach him to be kind, let him know it's never good to be cruel.

A little birdie told me
mommy's gotta baby in her belly.
Elliot, now you know what that means.
Track Name: Munchies
I have five senses:
Touch, sight, hearing, smell, and taste.
I will put down al my defenses
just for something scrumptious on my plate.
It could be -

Bacon, egg, and cheese on a bagel or hey!
Pizza, burger, hot dog, or a yogurt parfait.
Burrito, tacos, nachos. Guac and roll all the way.
I'm so hungry, pass it over this way.

We could use utensils,
wooden chopsticks or our hands.
Menus are overwhelming.
Feel like I got the world of food in my hands.
I'll order -

Pork fried rice, some lo mein, and an egg roll to go.
Tell me you have boneless wings. Please don't tell me no!
Pierogies, apple pie with some ice cream for show.
Donuts and cheesecake and a cup of Joe.

and Chinese is different from Japanese is different from Mexican.
Just like French cuisine ain't the same as American.
Brazilian, Cuban, Indian, Spanish, and Italian.
Some use different spices. Some use different cooking devices.
Everyone has a preferred taste and hey, I think that's great.

I could eat food in a million ways.
Could list off my favorite dishes all day
but we'd be here til my hair turns grey...
Track Name: A New Kind of Normal
I never feel important enough.
I feel like your expectations do not match the best of my abilities.
And I'm trying, yes I'm trying. 110% everyday.
And it's with everything I do and say
and my mouth stays shut cuz I can't
talk, talk, talk, talk, talk about it.
But then again you get to live without
this time bomb ticking inside taking minutes off my life.

Everyone has something going on. So I'll
keep quiet tonight, keep quiet tonight.
And this is normal.
I know you say you love me, say you care
but sometimes you act like I'm not even there.

And it's the same with my friends.
I don't wanna let get you down or stressed out!
But how am I supposed to help you too if I'm worried about me?
One day I gotta ask for help. I gotta ask for help so I can figure out myself.
One day I'm gonna tell you how I feel about everything.

And sometimes I find myself sad at the end of the day.
I'm not as happy-go-lucky as I seem to be.
If I knew I was this good at acting I'd
make it a career.
But not today.
Do you even know me at all?
Track Name: Roundabout
Positive dreamer.
Truth seeker.
Believer.
Believe me.
Bottled laughter.
Can't see past the
sadness
around me.

You are vicious and immoral,
self-centered and deplorable.
Superstitious and ridiculous -
Is this what human really is?
Where's your positivity?
Rose-colored glasses won't help you see
when your ignorance is fueled by selective memory.

Reality junk TV -
The sickly myth we common see.
Misinformation runs rampant in the societal sea
where frightened sheep cling to religion and claim everything their given
is a God given right.
And they won't let it go without a fight.

Life is going its roundabout way.
Society follows the same.
Kids grow up to be adults based on the values they're told and taught.
Sometimes the future's bright and other times it's not.
It's the seesaw interchange effect no country is immune.
And fate will overcome all notions of doom.
We gotta have faith to just stay alive
whether it's outside or in our minds.
Track Name: Tomorrow
Short end of the stick,
this life I'm livin' in
and nothing fucking fits right.
Not my clothes, not my hair, not my body, my insides
And I am a girl but not to you -
maybe not to me too...
Feel like a victim of the fucking system.
forced to give head to The Man.
But I don't wanna do this anymore.
How 'bout you take me as I am?
Won't that settle the score?

Another parking ticket and I'm broke again.
Try to pay my bills but it all depends
if I can take the shit my asshole bosses give.
Well, haha. I hide my laughter.
I never knew a happy ever after.
Walk in my shoes, Cinderella. You'll trip and fall.
How can you understand what you know nothing about at all?

Looking for a job is a full time job.
Welcome to my catch 22.
My Civic and apartment are all I got and
the only thing that rings true are my friends
who haven't abandoned me yet.
They're my friends and they are the best.
But which one will be the Judas who will betray me?
Should I expect someone else who's gonna up and leave me?
Cuz every night with Peanut and TV gets old.
So I thank the god that don't exist I got someone to hold.

Another parking ticket and I'm drunk again.
Try to pay my bills but it all depends
if I can take the shit my asshole bosses give.
Well, haha. I hide my laughter.
I never knew a happy ever after.
Walk in my shoes, Cinderella. You'll trip and fall.
How can you understand what you know nothing about at all?

My dad says he's moving away from here, my aunt's there half the time.
Oh yeah, my mother was taken way too soon, my brother's past the New Jersey state line.
But I gotta believe in tomorrow. Tomorrow's all I have.
If it worked for little orphan Annie then tomorrow can't be all that bad.